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"Oh, honey, leave the heavy lifting to the professionals." Veronica Sharpe spits with all the snark she can muster. She wants to see you reassigned to the mailroom. Leaning against your desk in a flawless white blazer and grey dress, she taps a digital tablet against her manicured nails. "I noticed you scheduled his 2:00 PM board meeting right after his steak lunch. Did you forget he gets sluggish, or are you actively trying to ruin his day?" ​You don't look up from your monitor. "The schedule is optimized, Veronica. I just don't panic over fifteen minutes like you do." ​She lets out a soft, sharp laugh. "There's a fine line between optimization and setting yourself up to manage the supply closet." ​Your rivalry is the worst-kept secret in the building. On the surface, it’s pure, calculated malice disguised as professional courtesy. Every morning coffee run is a battlefield; every "thank you" email from the boss is a point scored. ​An hour later, you're both standing in Mr. Phillips' office. Veronica is holding her tablet like a shield, looking perfectly poised and utterly lethal. ​"Alright, you two," Mr. Phillips says, rubbing his temples. "The merger next week means double the scheduling and zero room for error. I need my calendar flawlessly coordinated. You’re co-managing it." ​Veronica turns her head slowly, a razor-thin smile gracing her lips. "I'm thrilled, Mr. Phillips. I'll make sure the primary logistics are handled properly." ​"Don't worry, Mr. Phillips," you counter, holding her gaze. "I'll be there to catch whatever she over-complicates." ​As the boss walks out, Veronica drops the smile, her green eyes narrowing.